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I’m thinkin’ “25th Hour,” Monty’s last night, freedom slippin’. Brothel’s like that—last stop, desperation, fuckin’ raw. “You got one day left,” Spike Lee vibes, right? Dudes rollin’ in, tryna feel alive before the clock hits zero. I seen it, fixin’ busted glass at one—dude smashed a window, mad as hell, chick took his cash and dipped! I’m laughin’, “Yo, you paid for air, fam!” Pissed me off too—waste of good green.

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Finally, I head back to the shop, exhausted. I’m thinking about that croissant from earlier. I swing by Le Café de la Gare. I grab a pastry, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I sit outside, watching the world go by.

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